Bloodlust | Vmin

Chapter 5 - Back From The Past

Jimin's heart couldn't be beating any faster. He was nervously walking back and forth in his room, while his conscious mind kept reminding him that Taehyung, the hottest man alive, and also his best friend, was taking a shower in his bathroom after the shorter told him he should change clothes because he was afraid he'd catch a cold from how soaked he was. And the only thing Jimin could think about was that the only thing separating him from seeing Taehyung's glorious naked body was a door. A freaking door.

"Alright, shut up, Jimin. You're going crazy." He told himself, but his mind kept going back to fantasizing about Taehyung's body. "Ugh, just stop thinking about it, dammit!"

"What are you thinking about?" A deep voice suddenly asked, startling Jimin to death. Well, almost to death. The thing that really could've ended his life was the sight in front of him the moment he turned around. Standing at his door was none other than Taehyung, wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist and a smaller one around his neck.

Oh fuck me...

"Huh, nothing!" Jimin nervously chuckled, trying his darn best not to drool.

"Okay..." Taehyung trailed, raising an eyebrow at his best friend.

Jimin sat down on his bed, averting his gaze elsewhere as he didn't want to get a boner right there and then. Which he was sure was gonna happen if he kept staring at the taller's half naked body as droplets of water still ran down his defined muscles. Goddamn hormones...

"So... What did you wanna talk about?" The shorter asked, trying to make conversation to get his mind off of, well, you know.

Taehyung sighed and sat down next to his best friend, making Jimin's heart jump slightly from the closeness.

"I just wanted to apologize about earlier today. I was a jerk to you when you were just worried about me. I'm sorry, Chim." The blue haired boy apologized sweetly, giving the other a half smile.

Jimin slowly looked up to meet his eyes, his own eyes getting lost in the dark ones of Taehyung's. For a moment the two boys simply stared intensely into each other's eyes, the butterflies flying around in their stomachs as they couldn't avert their gazes.

The shorter was the one to break the tension, blushing like crazy as he realized he had really been starting for almost a whole minute.

"It's okay, Taehyung. We're best friends and we fight sometimes. It happens." He said, smiling up at him.

"So, we're good?" Taehyung asked.

Jimin nodded, biting his lip slightly, still trying his best not to think about Taehyung's half naked body.

"Yeah, we're good." He responded, smiling widely at him this time, Taehyung doing the same.

  - the next day -

Yoongi kicked a small rock as he dragged his feet along the path, cursing in his head as he just got out from Hoseok's place with a sore ass.

"Stupid sadistic son of a bitch..." He mumbled, blushing as his thoughts shifted to their moments a few minutes ago. "Next time you're getting a piece of me, Jung Hoseok. You motherfucker." He scoffed.

"Mister, that's a bad word!" A little voice said from behind him, and Yoongi turned around to meet eyes with a kid.

Oh, fucking fantastic. As if Hobi spanking my ass wasn't enough, now I'm being scolded by a freaking child.

"Listen here, kiddo. I say bad words all the time, you know why?" The little kid shook his head slightly, "Because I'm a bad boy. And bad boys like me don't like little shits like you, getting their stupid fucking noses in our business. So unless you want your ass whooped, get the hell out of my sight!" The dark haired boy growled, making the child run as he screamed for his mommy.